My Troubles 20, My Troubles essay

Let's start with that. I'm in pretty much the same situation as your one. (It's okay, though.) I'm married).

Here, you should bear a little more. If you think he's okay. Let's get married.

He's 27 years old. (I was also 27 years old and got married in October last year) and his family must have been in a hurry. I'm afraid you'll change your mind.

You don't agree to get married. In his heart he was denying him. At this stage, the hearts of his family and his heart are full of suspicion.

You have to make this clear to him seriously, you might as well give him a gentle kiss and encourage him. Let him support you. He'll go home and talk to his family.

You say no. What he said. Hehe, that effect is much better.

If you love, you won't care about everything, and don't let the rift between you because of the people in your family!

Just break up, since you think so, it only proves that you don't love him enough. You don't trust him enough.

If you don't love him, how can you marry him?

Thinking about people like you, it's not always a problem that others will marry you.

If you love him and you believe in him, marry him.

Maybe you'll be happy for a lifetime, or maybe it's just a flash in the pan.

This kind of question you ask?

If you really love her, get married, if appropriate.

Give each other time, hehe, be happy, hehe.

Well, you have to ask yourself if you really love him.

Firm love is like a stone on the seashore that is not afraid of the tempering of time.

I think it's about learning more.

Don't be in such a hurry.

Twisted melons won't be too sweet!

You should think about it.

After all, marriage is a major issue in life.

My worries (for writing reference only).

With age.

e68a8462616964757a686964616f31333330333638 long, my worries are constantly changing. When I was in kindergarten, I had to take a nap at noon every day. When I was in elementary school, my worry was that I had to practice the piano for an hour every day.

After I went to junior high school, my worries became that I was afraid that I would not do well in every exam and be caught up by others.

For this, I had to put all my energy into studying、、、

One morning during the winter vacation, I wanted to enjoy a good night's sleep, but my mother had already secretly moved my alarm clock from 8:30 to 7:30. I had to get up. I couldn't sleep too much, so I turned on the TV in my room that had been "resting" for a semester.

I didn't know that my mother had already figured out my thoughts, unplugged the wired plug of the TV, and when I turned on the TV, I could only see the "snowflakes" falling in the TV. The two attempts were unsuccessful, and I had to go to the living room for breakfast in discouragement. "By the way, in addition to the winter vacation homework assigned by your teacher this winter vacation, I also enrolled you in an interest class, so you have to complete your winter vacation homework as soon as possible, and save the time to sleep and watch TV!

Alas! Mother's will is always "holy will". Alas!

Mother's will is always "holy will". I had to take a few bites of food and go to my desk. My desk has long been piled up with my reference books and test papers into a crooked "mountain of books".

I did my homework for a while, and I felt very bored, so I picked up the repeater and listened**, but I didn't know that the **tape in the repeater had already been dropped by my mother into an English tape. I felt very disappointed, so I had to give up all thoughts and concentrate on studying, and I finally had a hard time getting through the morning. As soon as I had lunch, my mother instructed me:

There is a cram school in the afternoon, starting at one o'clock, bring paper and pen, don't be late, listen carefully, don't understand the end of the cram school, ask the teacher immediately, don't hide the questions、、、 I got the paper and pen on the desk and set off. By the time the tutoring was over, it was already four o'clock. I got home, and as soon as I walked in the door, my mother spoke:

There's still a little time before dinner, go do your homework, and I'll call you back when you're done. I had to say yes、、、 and I had a good meal, and my mother's never-ending mouth gave me another "holy decree": "Keep doing homework at night, do you hear?"

Heard it! And that's how the day went.

In order to do badly in exams and be caught up by others, I had to study every day to occupy all the space for activities. Every holiday is arranged by my mother. Alas!

Why do schools organize exams? Why do parents have a heart that hopes that their sons will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes?